Released from self-quarantine, the humans have lost no time in going for a walk. This is a good thing, both for morale and because their legs were in a fair way of becoming atrophied, and the mental image of them flopping about the house like a pair of beached sea lions is one I don’t care to dwell upon.
Ah. The human female has made a botanist line (like a bee-line, but with even more stops to look at plants) straight for the Neener-neener-Neener trail, just to see what is going on here.
Part of the walkway is bordered by a masonry wall, and all sorts of vegetation has established itself in the nooks and crannies.
This over-exposed composite is horseweed.
And here are some VERY late evening primroses.
Oh, now this is fun! This ground cherry, with its inflated, Chinese-lantern fruits, is big enough for a good dangle.
I just like to pop the balloony fruits.
Sigyn says this is one we want to come back for. Farkleberry, midway between white flowers and blue-black fruit.
They’re edible, though they’re a little seedy and dry. More of a nature snack and less of something you’d collect on purpose to make pie.
This peppervine is clambering over everything. (And Sigyn is clambering over it, which makes her the Supreme Clamberer!)
Those berries will be purply black when mature. Sadly, not edible, though I’ve a mind to come back and gather some when they’re ripe. They will look beautiful in the human female’s fruit salad!
The fruits on this pokeweed won’t be edible, either, but I’ve heard it said you can make a fine dye out of them.
The leaves are definitely toxic, though that doesn’t stop humans from eating them. How many of the idiots perished before they figured out that you have to boil them multiple times in multiple changes of water before they’re safe?
Then there’s this nightshade…
Too bad these fruits aren’t ripe yet, either. They’re blue-black when they are, and it would be as easy as anything to slip them into the human female’s blueberries. Mischief–it’s what’s for breakfast!